ASSHKHME Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Madman

Sun Yaozong curled up on the floor, trembling. Seeing Chen Zhuo’s empty eyes, he endured the pain and took the opportunity to push him away, staggering as he scrambled to his feet and ran towards the door.

He screamed, “Help! Help me—”

Chen Zhuo snapped back to reality, his heart pounding in his chest, making him panic. He grabbed a Qinghua porcelain vase from the display cabinet and hurled it at the staggering figure. With a “thud,” it struck Sun Yaozong’s back.

If Chen Zhuo’s hands hadn’t been trembling due to a sudden post-traumatic stress disorder episode, the heavy vase would have shattered Sun Yaozong’s head.

Under the intense impact, Sun Yaozong fell forward onto the ground. The Qinghua porcelain vase exploded into countless tiny shards, which scattered across the floor with a crash.

The scene was a chaotic mess.

Sun Yaozong had a front tooth knocked out, his mouth full of blood. He lay on the ground, begging for mercy, “Chen Zhuo, no, Brother Chen! Brother Zhuo! I was wrong! I’ll never dare to do it again! Please spare me! Spare me!”

The front door was open, and wind and rain poured into the room.

Chen Zhuo’s coat was whipped about by the wind, and his hair was damp with moisture. He casually swept it back with his hand.

His handsome and obedient face was pale, even his lips had lost their color, and only his eyes were filled with red blood vessels.

Chen Zhuo walked step by step towards Sun Yaozong, turned the knife around, and slammed the handle hard into his stomach.

“Ahhh—” Sun Yaozong screamed hoarsely, but his cries were drowned out by the continuous rain.

Chen Zhuo’s beautiful pupils were filled with undisguised malice and murderous intent. The blade slid across his abdomen, and he smiled, “Tell me, should I cut open your stomach, so you can taste what it’s like to have a laparotomy and excessive blood loss?”

The Chen Zhuo before him was like a soul-reaping demon. Under the piercing pain and fear, Sun Yaozong’s teeth were chattering. “Are, are, are you crazy? This is a crime! A crime! You’ll go to jail!”

Chen Zhuo lowered his head, chuckling softly, his shoulders shaking.

He pulled out the tin foil-wrapped pills he had cut from his pocket, and with a curve in the corner of his eyes, he waved the pills in front of Sun Yaozong. “Don’t you do background checks? I used to have severe post-traumatic stress disorder, accompanied by moderate anxiety. It was getting better with treatment, and the impact on my daily life was minimized, but, lucky for you, I’ve been having some episodes recently.”

Sun Yaozong’s pupils trembled, his lips shaking. “You, what are you saying? What does this mean?!”

Chen Zhuo squatted on the ground, holding the switchblade in his hand, and said innocently, “Sorry, I think I hurt you because of a traumatic memory flashback and mental breakdown. Guess whether I have to bear legal responsibility?”

The smile on his lips faded, and suddenly his expression changed. He patted Sun Yaozong’s face expressionlessly. “Even if I kill you now, nothing will happen to me, do you believe it?”

Sun Yaozong began to struggle frantically, “Damn it! Damn it! You madman! You psycho! Get out! Help!!”

Chen Zhuo coldly watched him crawl out like a dead dog, gradually tightened his grip on the knife handle, which was pressing into his palm, causing him pain and making his eyes red.

Aunt Cheng was stimulated by that surveillance video and had a premature birth, almost hemorrhaging, and even the child was almost in danger.

If something happened to Aunt Cheng today, what would Xie Yu do? What should he do?

If he hadn’t provoked Xie Yu in the first place, Xie Yu wouldn’t have fallen in love with a man, and none of these things would have happened today…

It was all his fault, he had harmed the people who had shown him kindness.

Lightning tore through the night, and thunder rumbled across the ground. The scene of his parents’ tragic death flashed back continuously. Chen Zhuo shed tears unconsciously, looking at his hands, both covered in sticky red.

Chen Zhuo stared blankly at the wriggling mass of flesh on the floor, narrowed his eyes slightly, and tightened his grip on the knife.

Let’s go to hell together, he was really tired all these years, let’s just end it all, go to hell!!!

“Chen Zhuo!!”

Suddenly, a violent shout came from his ear. Chen Zhuo paused and looked up blankly. Before he could see who was standing in front of him, he was hugged.

Xie Yu knelt on the ground, hugging him in fear and apprehension, one hand holding his head against his chest, hugging him tightly, his voice trembling, “I was so scared, I was so scared, what’s wrong with you? Were you scared by the thunder?”

Chen Zhuo was stunned, and came back to his senses in the familiar embrace. The dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

He hugged Xie Yu back tightly and cried loudly, “I almost killed your mom, are you, am I a jinx? Xie Yu, if I hadn’t said I wanted to see Dad, Mom wouldn’t have taken me to Western Sichuan, and they wouldn’t have died. It was me who killed them, it was all me. I lied to you all, it was me who killed them, Xie Yu, tell me, am I a jinx?”

Except for his psychiatrist, no one knew about this. It was because he was being petty and resented his dad for not being there for his birthday. During the summer vacation, his mom said she would give him a surprise and take him to a mountain village in Western Sichuan to find his dad.

He hated Xu Keyuan for sending his dad to Western Sichuan, he hated the Xu family for exploiting their remaining value even after his parents died, but he hated himself even more.

He had wanted to kill himself countless times, but his mother’s last words always echoed in his ears: My little Zhuo, grow up safely.

“That’s not right! What you’re saying isn’t right! It’s not your fault!”

Xie Yu felt the illusion of not being able to grasp Chen Zhuo, and hugged him tighter in a panic, wishing he could embed him into his own body.

“Listen to me, baby, listen to me. My mom wasn’t harmed by you, it was Sun Yaozong, it was that dog Sun Yaozong who harmed her, it’s not your fault, it has nothing to do with you! He’s the one who deserves to die!”

Sun Yaozong, who had snatched a life from the King of Hell and was gasping for breath, widened his eyes when he heard this, but didn’t dare to say a word.

Just now that knife was against his throat.

If Xie Yu hadn’t arrived in time, he would have gone to see his great-grandmother now.

Fear, trembling with fear.

He thought Xie Yu was the madman, but he didn’t expect his wife to be even more insane! So scary, Mom! So scary!!

Xie Yu was also afraid, scared to death, constantly stroking Chen Zhuo’s back to soothe him. “What happened to uncle and aunt was just an accident, a natural disaster, and it’s not your fault either, baby. I think they are all extremely fortunate that you survived. You are not a jinx, you are the most wonderful gift.”

Xie Yu tilted his head and kissed his wet face, pleading, “I love you, I love you so much, don’t scare me, okay? Don’t do stupid things, you scared me to death. It’s my fault for not handling these things well, it’s all my fault, I’m sorry, I love you.”

Chen Zhuo huddled in Xie Yu’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

In fact, he had never cried his heart out after his parents died. He couldn’t cry, even if his heart ached so much that it was about to break, he just had red eyes, and had never cried so freely as he did today.

Ling Qi, who had hurriedly followed behind Xie Yu’s car, slammed on the brakes at the door and covered his eyes.

Heavens, what is this scene?

He secretly opened his fingers, only to see Sun Yaozong curled up in the corner like a maggot, shivering.

And Xie Yu and Chen Zhuo were kissing.

Kissing passionately, madly.

Damn it! It’s a tongue kiss!

The police officers who arrived with the sirens blaring “Beep Beep”: “Raise your hands, stop right there… Huh?”

Sun Yaozong was as excited as if he had seen his own mother: “Police officers! Help me ahhhhh!!!”